She watched him sleeping soundly, wondering whether to wake him up. She decided to let him sleep till she had her tea.
As she entered the kitchen, the mess made her smile exasperatedly. She had left the kitchen spic and span last night. There was a pile of used tea leaves in a bowl near the sink.
The tea leaves told her the story of her son’s late night . He gets to sleep undisturbed for a few more hours, she decided.
Written in response to the prompt 'The tea leaves told the story'